Ignorance is Bliss

Me: Mark. You will have a missed call from me. Just ignore it

Me: Mark I rang you accidentally

Me; Mark. Mark. Did you hear me?

Mark: Yes. You told me to ignore you


It’s just an Illusion

Went to see Sam Bailey at The Marina Theatre in Lowestoft. Whilst watching the support acts, I kept wondering why a girl with Leicester roots and, who doesn’t sing country songs, would have a cowboy hat propped up at the side of the drums. When she came on, the hat began to move and I realised it was a strange shaped light. It’s all an illusion ………

One day I exited our back garden via the gate with my brother. We started walking down an alleyway, which was on a downward slope, and I was amazed at a gigantic green cactus in one of the gardens. How could this happen in England? I was in awe. Perhaps it’s artificial? Or perhaps it’s a collapsed whirly line with a bright green cover …

One night I was stood in the garden with Geri whilst she had a ciggie. It was a lovely clear night and the stars were bright, I was awe struck by the biggest and lowest stars I had ever seen. They were so clear and spellbinding and there were two of them symmetrical to each corner of my garden fence. I called Mark out to take in this wonderful piece of nature, only for him to blow it all out of the water and explain they were street lights from the road behind the trees at the end of the garden.